dir by Vincenzo Musolino
Oh boy, what a turkey I chose to start a spagh marathon.
In its tedious style very similar to Mulargia’s worst efforts, namely Cjamango and Don’t Wait, Django, Shoot. You can safely use fastforward, half of the movie is just people walking, sitting, riding or waiting - I had to check out the net afterwards, if Mulargia wasn’t involved somehow. Occasional shootouts and mediocre music doesn’t really help either, nor that the movie is sometimes extremely stupid. For example, Quintana frees prisoners and while he is staying inside, men are slaughthered outside by soldiers (Something like six of them). Then he comes out and shoots soldiers without any problems. Subsequently he questions his actions and comes to conclusion he shouldn’t play a hero. Well, you could, but next time go outside first and deal with possible threats yourself, not your unarmed companions.
Cinematography is sometimes interesting, but if you would drink a shot of whisky everytime a dutch angle is used, you would probably die from alcohol poisoning.
My rating: 1 out of 5